Without compassion and regret, with open personality Among the space of the universe, being someone much simpler Being a dream For the glory of constraint The most splendid is the ascent Blundering in the infinite expanse of interior Give back the power to sun Materially, significantly I held it inside, reality in chains Expressing it in words, I became a frosty desert Love, hate - it's like a grain of wheat When you plant by accident, it grows as a stone But when in the symphony of events You touch the lament of soul And make the crop grow up when you are ready Sometimes it rises, cames into existence I can't master it, I'm too weak Waking it in the others, I cause despair and regret I can't feel it myself, I think about the momentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
